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“No, of course you’re not. You have no reason to feel shy. You’re perfect. You’re all I want.”
“You should be scared. Next time you think about opening your legs for someone else, remember that you married a madman, and cheating on him is ill-advised.”
“You’re mine now,” he says, tone thick and deep and gravelly enough to make my heart skip a beat. “No one’s going to take you from me.”
“No.” His grip on my jaw tightens almost painfully. “I will kiss you wherever and whenever the fuck I want to,” he says carefully. “And I don’t care if Hannah or Anae or anyone else fucking likes it. You’re mine, and I will do whatever the fuck I want to do with you. Do you understand?”
“Unfortunately, I’ve already decided you’re mine, and you being afraid of me won’t change that.”
“And you’re stuck with me,” he states. “I can see myself being with you forever, Aubrey. I’m not bullshitting you. I can see us having kids and a family, birthday parties and fucking… trips to the popcorn store. I’m not one foot in this thing. I want it all, and I want it with you.”
“I fucking love you, Aubrey. Don’t you get that by now? I would kill for you, but I would never hurt a hair on your goddamn head. I have ruined fucking lives to hold onto you, and I’d ruin more. The last thing I want is to lose you.” It’s a little sick to feel so reassured by that, but maybe that’s what loving him has made me: a little sick.
“You’re mine. You’re fucking mine. It’s forever, and I won’t let anyone get in the way of that.”
To be loved so hard, so aggressively… it’s frightening, but intoxicating, too.
“Bold to wake me up with sex when we literally just had a chat about you casually raping me last night.”
“It isn’t a good idea to invite temptation into our relationship. I will never do it, and I expect you not to as well. I know you were only joking about being sick of me and joking is fine, but should you ever actually get sick of me, I would advise you to reflect on what made you love me in the first place and fucking bathe in it, because I will never, ever let you go.”
He gets in your veins and poisons your blood. At first, you think you’re just a little sick, but then you realize what you’re infected with… it’s severe, and there’s no cure, and it never really leaves you. Maybe it’s corruption or liberation. I don’t know if it’s good or bad. I know it’s intoxicating and addictive, and I can’t even imagine a life without him anymore.
